Dog Bites and Bee Stings

January 1st: the beginning. The time of lofty goals and delusions of grandeur. Many of the things we plan this day do not last a week. It is sad and true. Hope springs eternal though, like the beginning of a new school year or sports season. It always comes back, this feeling of hope and renewal. It’s special in and of itself. We think highly of ourselves, we want the best for ourselves, we get swept up in, like I said before, delusions. What are my delusions this year? I want to write a blog post every day. Think I can? I know I can.